Medulla

A God-fearing man is gon' pray No matter the severity of strife I seen my momma smile every day Didn't know that she was fighting for her life Amidst the circumstances there is joy In playing with these beats like it's a toy It used to be with Legos as a boy A shy kid but he ain't from Illinois He just fill the void with a skill of choice Pick your poison in this world, is it hustle or lay around I know you got some people who love you so make 'em proud Plus some haters that be plotting, don't want you to make it out I don't think I heard you real good Can you do it again It's really haters that be plotting, don't want you to make it out They just want you to fail Even when you gotta prevail But trust if you keeping your head down You'll never lose sight of the trail I try to be humble, the less loud The more I can quietly grind I could be all in your face but the lack of attention is buying me time To put in the work, my foot in the dirt I'm pushing like salt-n-pepa every season Even in the weather that airplanes wouldn't fly I am that nigga I don't give a f*ck 'bout what come out a nay sayer, wonder why I've been through too much too busy smiling, enjoying the rare days we alive